Remains of Mallyth...

[Ebony-Star]

I shake my head and look at the horizon, smiling. "I'll get it. Thanks though." I start humming, my tail swishing a beat as I sway back and forth. My humming soon forms words in a different language and the words seem to blend into one another. I close my eyes, my legs swinging too.

[LeafTheSwift]

*Shrugs shoulders and leans back against the tree, countinuing the shrpin the swored*
" Alright. Whats that language."

[Ebony-Star]

I shrug and smile. "I dunno. My mom sang it to me when I was little. I know the translation, but not tye language." I look down into my lap, still now. I hold a necklace with a small charm on it, a little anchor. I fall silent, just looking at the anchor.
(bed time!)

[LeafTheSwift]

"Was that from her"

[Ebony-Star]

I nod and close my hand around it, looking up at the now setting sun. It was hard to see, but I could still see it. "She was a Mage. The king accepted her request to serve him secretly. She was in a fight with another Mage and she....she was captured and tortured for being a 'traitor' to Mages. I don't even if she's still alive." I stare straight a head at the sun, my eyes swimming with tears. "I only have three things from her. This necklace, my ability to see auroras, and my eyes. It's all I have of her." I sniff and whisper. "Sorry. I shouldn't tell you my sob story of my mom." I look down.

[LeafTheSwift]

"Your not the only one who grew up withought parents. When i was four, my villige was attacked by bandits.
My mother and father were both killed in the fight. I was found on the side of a road. I was picked up by a slave trader. I was botten by a group of assassins.My while childhood was spent training. And now i am the person i an today."
*Looks at the swored with Loneliness in his eye*

[Ebony-Star]

I look at you and lay a hand on the sword, a smile gently pulling at my lips. "Just because you were trained to be like them, doesn't make you them. You choose who you are, nobody else. You could even be a merchant if you wanted." I smile and pull my hand away from the blade. "Just because I was raised by some of the king's maids, doesn't make me a higher ranking than anyone else. I'm just a simple traveler." I hold up the necklace and smile again. "My mom was a traveler, that's what the anchor means. It's a sign for travelers. She could teleport to places she's never seen, and go back to the near past. I just travel the old way." I chuckle and look over at you.

[LeafTheSwift]

*You see no one there*
"Thanks for the advice. by the way im up here"
*waves at you from 10 up the tree*

[Ebony-Star]

I look up and smile. "Now why did you go up there?"

[LeafTheSwift]

*Smiles back*
"Might as well use my training whenever i can."
"Want me to come with you to get the wind chime?"

[Ebony-Star]

I smile and nod, looking up at you. "Sure! But we have to be careful, we don't know if those people at there or not still." I stretch and climb down the tree.

[LeafTheSwift]

*Drops out of the tree landing silently on the ground*
So whats so immportant about that wind chime.that you wanna go back for.it anyway?"
*Looks over at the wolf*
By the way i havnt even gotten you name.

[Ebony-Star]

"I need to study it to see how and why it hurt Frozt and who did it. Normally if someone does put a spell on something or enchants it, they leave a fingerprint if you will. Part of their aurora is on it and not everyone has the same auroras. Twins tend to have the same and siblings have similar ones most of the time. Yours is an orange if you were ever wondering." I take several steps closer and study you slightly. "a bit more vibrant than your markings." I hold out my hand, "Ebony, Ebony Star." I smile, looking up at you with my crystal eyes.

[LeafTheSwift]

*Extends to compleat hand shake*
"Im FoxStorm. Why did.you mention eyes eirlier you said you mother left you your eyes whats that mean.
*my ears twerk"
"Did you hear that?"

[Ebony-Star]

"My mom-" I cut myself off at your question, staying quiet. I shake my head and look around for any auroras. I shift, keeping quiet as I turn around slowly. I whisper, barely audible. "What was it?"